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What Colour's Your Bugatti
Rucka Rucka Ali
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Top of the morning friend my name is Andrew
I have cars of plated gold
My and my brother drink sparkling water and achieve all our goals
The governments target my empire to crush me
I expose the media feds (yeah)
They sent ten swat trucks
And a fuckin' helicopter while I puff cigars in bed
They threw me in a two foot room, no lights holed up
Nothing but still water bottles I can't drink
And a book that I can't read
Reading is cringe think your own things
La Croix get me a soda
I am too based for tap water in the sink
C'mon I want a Hi-C
Grab me a bottle of tea (mmh)
I've been charged with the rape of two
And with porn explotation too
They took all of my Porsche Coupes and 34 Maseratis
And 500 million Rupes and they sent me to my doom
My defense in Romanian court is dude, "What Colour's your Bugatti?"
What Colour's your Bugatti?
What Colour's your Bugatti?
What Colour's your Bugatti?
Everyday I'm spending in jail isn't cool
I've been fucked by the matrix
Good evening friend it's a pleasure how are you
They call me cobra tate
I make at least 50 million dollars a week
And all the charges on me are fake
You see the feminist powers wanna weaken the manosphere
And make us so pathetic and gay
And so the media attacks me
And no one ever asks me if I'm having a good day
It be like girls all want my likes and hugs
Jordan Peterson's daughter's in love with me
So is Ben's sister Abby
Those milkers are an 8.3
You soys talk online too much
Get out and join Hustlers University
There I'll teach you too compete
Look outside it's the police
Your honor I'm a real good dude
And a black belt in Jiu Jitsu
Your tampon for a change is due
Get these crime charges off me
I'll write this as a haiku
Tell these ladies to chill I'm blue da ba dee
And my luxury car is too
What Colour's your Bugatti?
What Colour's your Bugatti?
What Colour's your Bugatti?
What Colour's your Bugatti?
Every wagey is mad that I get mad poon
Number one in tae kwon do
What's wrong this crazy I'm on trial just for raping someone
And also slaving some broad
But that doesn't phase me I'm drunk
Look at all these wageys comment on my page
They're all raging for some reason it's ok
I'm someone that owns Divos and a Datsun
I have lunch I get bacon soup
And I've tried every Cajun food
I've sampled beef and mang ragu
I ate porkchops in Bali
I enjoy eating terimisu
With a pinch of vegan fondue
If you have a problem with anything I do
What Colour's your Bugatti?
Get off of my case ye scumbags
You're all fuckin' wageys fall back
Your dad should've came in cumrags
Your mom should have gave me some vaj
I'm on rumble making comeback
I'm out here just droppin' some fax
Would you please send a peso or some juice?
I'm in hugs with raping goons
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